I literally can’t cry anymore. 8th grade year I cried so much that I think all my tears dissapeared. I don’t cry on the outside, I cry on the inside. I hurt so much on the inside, but I don’t show any appearance of it on the outside. Like, the emotions and feelings are there, but I just can’t let them out. They’re dying to escape my body, but I won’t let them. I’m not a loving person, and I’m definetly not endearing. I just want to hide, or crawl under a dark rock for awhile and have time to myself, ya know? Nobody at school […]
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Yesterday in a particularly bad time I decided I was finally going to end it. At that time (when I was clearly not thinking rationally), I was determined and committed. I have been depressed for a while but when this all happened something really horrible happened and I had no way to work through it on my own. I know everyone says that and I don’t want to say the entire story, but basically a person who had sexually, physically, and emotionally abused me for several years somehow got my contact information and called me just to fuck with my mind, and it set off […]
I look up and see the clouds above me. I feel pain and only pain when the rain falls. It feels like acid eating at my skin.
I feel pain with every key stroke on this post. I know you don’t get it. IT ALL HURTS.
I feel pain when see my phone, a piecing pain that shoots through me for every text from my so called friends.
The fake smile I put on for the world to see pulls on my heart telling me to cry. I stay dehydrated so IÂ don’t cry so none knows.
I stay strong don’t let it show. I see the faces of […]
My name is Elora Schrader. I am thirteen years old, and I was hospitalized last March for an overdose of prescription drugs. My parents are druggies and drunks, and I beg for them to notice me, but nobody listens and nobody hears me cry. Because, in the here and now, nobody cares about anyone but themselves.
I have deconstructed a pencil sharpener, removing the blade. it is 10:35 PM. I will not do anything until 11:00. I hope that I will see or hear, something, anything to change my mind. I don’t WANT to do this again, but it is the only solution. Not just to […]
I don’t cry when I sleep….. I just woke up…… the tears remind me that I’m alive here in this world…… awake…… I just want something big to change…… I don’t think I can sleep forever…… or can I? I’ve spent my life trying to end it…… and funny enough I spent it helping others find happiness and reasons to keep living…… I’m going back to bed soon….. maybe….. I just cry uncontrollably these days, and the only thing that stops the endless flow…… sleep…… I wish I could remember my dreams…… I used to remember them well, but now not so much….. I do […]
Not too much to say except, I came a long way but never really reached that mountain top. It’s a long way down the hill now and all my dreams lay dead below.
I’ve never really met anyone like me. I feel trapped in my own head. I can be so superficial, really, to be honest. And I am ashamed of it. I don’t know if  there could have ever been any other way for me, but I remember it all started by trying to scape the pain I was feeling. Movies kept me alive in a far away land where beautiful girls were loved for […]
Im completely done. I can’t take this anymore. everyone hates me, I m an awful friend and i ruin everything. people die everyday is it hat hard for me to die today. I have nothing sharp, nor rope, nor meds. what am I supposed to do. I don’t cry. but I can’t handle it anymore. I ruin everything.why am i so bad? why?
In my adolescent years, I never thought I would make it to 18. Feeling so alone, coming out of the closet at 12, no one to love, to be loved by, to share our love through sex…
I have way to make myself feel better, and they’re pretty foolproof. But as we all know, it gets hard every now and then… That’s when I can pull through the tough times and make it all feel better! But it’s that pulling through that’s the hard part. And what if I do pull through?? What, do all the happy work just to end up in my own hell […]
Why cry now
You never noticed me before
It’s too late now to claim you care
I’m six feet under
Silk-lined box and all
I banged and banged to get your
attention
But you never heard me
Never paid attention
Now that I’m gone you wonder
What you could have done
Well you could have done everything
you never did
But now you can start by walking
away
I’m no longer here
Don’t cry a tear
Because I no longer live in fear
I took your pain
And protected you
You never once thought that I needed
you
You weren’t there before
I don’t need you now
So please just walk away
Without a single tear
Because you never truly cared
Don’t fake it today
Please don’t cry for me
For now I feel no pain
As I lie here and wait
For the service to begin
Please don’t shed a tear
For you never really did
I’m at peace now
You torment me no more
Don’t pretend to care
Now that I lie here dead
You didn’t when I was alive
I sure don’t need you now
For the first time in my life
The restful peace I find
No longer haunted by the dreams
Of dying every night
Hold back your teardrops
Don’t cry on me
I can’t be so numb with you here
My emotions rise up insensibly
Understand that I’m gone
I’m dead but my heart still beats
And my lungs still breath
Understand that Death has won
Don’t care for me
I can’t be saved
Don’t ruin yourself over me
You can’t reach me beyond this grave
I hate to see you suffer
The one person I would live for
But it’s too late
If only you’d come four years earlier
Then we could have shown the world
We could have beat the odds
We would have owned the world
They would have been […]
I’m 19 now and I’ve been obsessed with suicide for about 28 months (to be precise :P) I don’t remember how it began… when I was 16 I started feeling depressed, literally because I hated myself, especially my appearance. I remember crying every time I looked in the mirror and crying randomly in public. I didn’t tell anyone… I don’t like talking about my problems to people I know well. Another reason I hated myself so much was because I felt so odd. I got so frustrated with myself and my inability to hold a conversation. I didn’t ever think of suicide at that time […]
Depression is kicking my ass right now.
I feel fat and ugly (I’ve never felt really bad about my appearance before. It’s like when I look in the mirror, I see the fat 12-year-old I once was. Now I feel that way even more, even though I understand fashion and makeup and hair even more than I did in high school.)
And I feel worthless no matter what. My parents treated me like shit for 19 years, all they ever taught me is that all I’m good for is sex, chores, and looking pretty, and that nothing I ever do is good enough. Well, thanks […]
Im barely holding on. All I feel like doing is cutting and crying one day. And then the next I’m invincible. I cut when I’m happy.when I’m mad.but I don’t cry or cut when I’m sad. I feel like there’s something wrong w me that I haven’t gotten to the bottom of yet. Does anyone have the same issues as me?